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Hallelujah, My World Is Caving In

“Hallelujah my world is caving in”1 I sit in classrooms waiting for my soul to be affirmed To finally feel like I belong within these walls But instead I feel dejected Cast out, set aside, and pushed away with the warm welcome and kindness of professors with the avoidance of topics that would be “tooContinue reading “Hallelujah, My World Is Caving In”

The Tomb

I refuse to sit in this tomb any longer; the stone is chafing my legs which need to run like a unicorn into springtime fields breathing in the rainbows of every blossom there where lovemaking never stops and new life is always being resurrected from the death of last year’s flowers. They say we hadContinue reading “The Tomb”

Aromantic Jesus

(previously published in miniskirt magazine) never meant to show signs at a weddingalways meant to save until laterbut oh how it made his mother smilewhen the clear water overflowed into rich red winewhen there was abundance, a renewal of flowing fountains.it was there that celebration came to beit was there, between beloved creationsbe-loving each otherthatContinue reading “Aromantic Jesus”